[Verse]
Bitch called a Uber, I asked why she did it
Like, "You said it was cool", but you know that I didn't
Yeah, me and bitch brought a bitch home
Now the bitch drunk and we both babysitting
I seen that bitch just posted a picture with her brand new boyfriend on her Insta'
This shit crazy, this life like a Glock
All this shit could just switch in a instant
Been recording since one in the morning, and it's finna be nine in the a.m
Run up on me yo' family be mourning, and you know I ain't talking 'bout a.m
Pistol in palm of my hand, click it and spray 'em
Probably fuck 'round and filet 'em
N***a, the fuck is you saying? I can't understand
We stepping with drums like a band
The drum like a band and I feel like Nick Cannon, I come with the can
Got a bad foreign bitch who massaging my hand
And she look likе Kitana, might come with the fan
Roll that boy up, he gеt smoked like exotic
Yo' life on the line, you the new kamikaze
You ain't gotta ask nobody 'bout it
You want see if it's true then just try me
My n***a you could try me on that shit if you wanna see
Bought fifteen in that Glock, go call the Doc, that boy met a piece
Choppa beat 'em up he dead the body bled
Pussy, rest in peace